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i post about things that interest me;
this will most likely not interest you.
The lady beside me at the salad bar at lunch said, “oh, wow! That’s a big salad! I hope that’s for lunch AND dinner.”
Fucking mind your own business, you rude rude person.
I think there’s a little bit of Dexter in all of us.
We all justify the questionable things we do by convincing ourselves they were for some greater good or that we had some sort of noble intentions.
We all hide the darkest parts of ourselves, even from those who think they know us the most, convincing ourselves that it’s for their own good and happiness, when really it’s because we know we’d be alone if they knew the truth.
here’s an idea: people shouldn’t actually have to have a job to be allowed to remain alive
i can’t hang out tomorrow i’m too busy doing nothing alone sorry
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